The reason why I came to Sanshen Mountain was actually for the sake of Sidrani's affairs.

After all, although Zhang Lang has basically been cured of the stagnant condition, Zhang Lang does not know whether there are any sequelae left.

What's more, after cultivating into the "lost soul" of the "Eight Needles of Helping the World", I don't know what my master said to me.

After all, before his divine doctor master went down the mountain, he also told himself that if the ability of the "Eight Needles of the World" was improved again, he would have to go back to Sanshen Mountain.

……

Sanshen Mountain.

This is where Zhang Lang started.

For as long as he can remember, Zhang Lang has been living here.

For more than ten years, I have spent more than ten years here.

The mountains and rivers, grass and trees here are extremely familiar to Zhang Lang.

Even Zhang Lang can tell how many different plants and trees there are on this mountain.

Not because Zhang Lang's memory is particularly superb, but because Zhang Lang is too familiar with this place.

But today, why did Sanshen Mountain disappear inexplicably?

Where the hell did it go?

What about the small red pavilion on the mountain, the trickling ancient stream and quiet spring, the cute elk that you will see at that time, and the peach blossoms unique to April in spring?

Where the hell have you gone?

Of course, it is understandable that these physical objects have disappeared.

After all, technology has reached the point where it is not impossible to move mountains and reclaim the sea.

If you don't see it now, let the rivers cut off, cut off the mountains, open the mountains and quarry, and leap over the nine heavens......

These things, which once seemed mysterious to the ancients, have now become a reality.

Mysterious things are just people's lack of understanding.

If you know a thing very well, then if you don't have enough mystery, you won't feel how great it is.

However, there are other situations.

That is, the situation that breaks your usual perception of life.

If it is said that when a person was in the third year of high school, the exam was not very good, and he once became the last in the class, but when the college entrance examination results came out, he unexpectedly became the champion, and then entered and entered Yenching University, which is a very miraculous thing.

And Zhang Lang is also very familiar with Sanshen Mountain.

He knew that on the top of Sanshen Mountain, there were not only grass and trees, or simple trees and flowers and other things that could be bulldozed casually.

On top of this Sanjin Mountain, there are many buildings.

And most of the buildings are still brand new.

Even though he doesn't know how many years of wind and rain the buildings on Sanshen Mountain have experienced, Zhang Lang knows that these things have a very large construction area, which is equivalent to a big mansion or a villa group.

Even if you want to mine cardigans or something, you have to ask for the permission of the owner of this mountain.

How so......

There is an even stranger thing, why didn't his master notify him when Sanshen Mountain disappeared?

What about the miracle doctors, what about the killer masters?

More importantly, what about the master you care about the most?

Where the hell did the master go?

Why is there no news at all?

Zhang Lang suddenly felt that there was some rotation between heaven and earth.

He was very irritable, and at this time Zhang Lang found that he wanted to beat someone, and then gave up everything he had now, desperately looking for his master.

Master, there must be no such thing.

Zhang Lang, who was squatting on the ground, was suddenly hugged by a warm shoulder.

Although this embrace is not as turbulent as his master, it also has its own unique warmth.

It's like your own daughter giving herself a hug.

That feeling is very warm and nostalgic.

"Sidrani, why are you ......" Zhang Lang naturally knew that the girl holding his head was Sidrani, after all, there was only this one girl who accompanied him to Sanshen Mountain.

"Don't speak, be quiet in my arms for a while, be quiet." Sidrani said gently.

"Huh?" Zhang Lang was a little puzzled, "Sidrani, why?" ”

yes, why?

This little girl, why did you do this?

Well, smelling the sweet scent of glutinous rice on Sideraney's body, Zhang Lang felt very comfortable and intoxicated.

But why on earth did you let me take advantage of me?

Yes, it's definitely something to take advantage of.

"You're in a mess now, although I don't know what happened, but ......" Sidrani hugged Zhang Lang and smiled slightly, "This is definitely not the Zhang Lang I know, Zhang Lang should be a very calm person who knows how to do what he wants to do by controlling his emotions, you say, right...... Zhang Lang? ”

Hearing Sidrani's words, Zhang Lang was shocked physically and mentally.

Yes, that's who you are.

Sidrani is right, what's the use of being impatient?

Now that the Sanshen Mountain has disappeared, it is impossible for him to conjure this Sanshen Mountain out of force.

You know, this is a big mountain, not a small living person, and you can't play a big trick like magic.

So, what you need to do now is to calm down your emotions, then sort out the context of everything, and finally, after sorting out the news that you control, you can find the best way to do things.

"Thank you, Sidrani." Zhang Lang realized at this time that the girl holding him was not a fourteen or fifteen-year-old junior high school girl who did not know the world, but a girl with a twenty-seven-year-old soul.

This age is wiser than himself and has higher experience than himself, and it is also an age that Zhang Lang envies.

"You're welcome." Sidrani let go of Zhang Lang's head, his face calm.

It seems that she doesn't seem to think of Zhang Lang as a boy of the same age.

To be honest, he regarded Zhang Lang as a boyfriend or something, and Sidrani felt that Zhang Lang was more like his son.

Maybe in front of himself, Zhang Lang will show such emotions.

This is somewhat similar to Zhang Lang, who has always regarded Sidrani as his daughter.

These two people, one treats each other as a son and the other as a daughter, and the relationship can be said to be quite chaotic.

Fortunately, the two of them did not communicate in this regard, and if they said it, it would definitely make the two quite embarrassed.

……

After Zhang Lang stood up, he bent down again and hugged Sidrani.

"What for?" Sidrani was a little puzzled and patted Zhang Lang on the shoulder, "You hurt me, hold me so hard." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm just trying to thank you again." Zhang Lang hurriedly got up and smiled, "I already know how to do it." ”

"Huh?" Seeing Zhang Lang who had recovered his spirits, Sidrani was slightly surprised, this recovery speed was really fast, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"This Sanshen Mountain, it can be said that it is a very conspicuous existence within a radius of ten miles, if the Sanshen Mountain disappears inexplicably, maybe ask the villagers of the nearby mountain villa, you can get the news." Zhang Lang stood up, his eyes shining with a burning light.

That's right, Sidrani is right.

As long as you calm down, you will be able to sort out the context of everything and be able to calmly face what you should deal with next.

"So what's next?" Sidrani asked curiously.

Zhang Lang came to the conclusion of the matter too quickly.

It's worthy of Zhang Lang.

Sidrani thought that after experiencing a lot of blows, there was only one person who could recover so quickly, Zhang Lang.

For more than two decades, Sidrani had already made his mark in the social scene of the German Empire by the time he was a teenager who had already discovered his talent for medicine.

On top of these occasions, who Sidrani has not seen?

Whether it is a high-ranking official, a tycoon, or a high-tech talent, they have all seen it.

The way these people talk, the language......

And so on, in Sidraney's view, there are rules to follow, or rather, they are all people who follow the rules, and no one treats himself like Zhang Lang, easy-going, and does not regard himself as a high countess.

At this time, Zhang Lang obviously didn't know what was in Sidrani's little head.

Now, what Zhang Lang wants is to confirm something.

……

The two of them climbed over the Sanshen Mountains - no, it should be said that the flat land of the Sanshen Mountains now.

It's empty, with some low grass and trees.

From this grass and trees, Zhang Lang could judge that the time for these plants and trees to grow was about less than a month.

Could it be that the three gods disappeared a month ago?

It's not right, it's the turn of spring and summer, and things are growing faster, and this bush may have grown in spring.

In short, there are all kinds of possibilities.

"How does the land here feel as if it has been flattened by something?" Sidrani asked, strangely.

But what made her strange was that at this time, she was standing in this flat valley in a daze.

And looking at Zhang Lang's expression, why is it so strange - Zhang Lang is actually looking at everything in the valley in shock.

That's right, Zhang Lang was indeed shocked.

Because in the valley, Zhang Lang had an illusion.

It's as if he's under a giant, big sword.

This is a giant sword that cuts through mountains and moons!

This sword can cut off mountains and rivers!

A sword swinged, and the mountains and seas moved.

There is a fierce and fierce sword intent here.

This kind of sharp feeling was only experienced when I was on Sanshen Mountain and fought against my master.

Could it be that the master has fought with someone here?

If so, who?

Who will be able to stand on the same height as his master and fight?

Also, has his master survived now?

Everything, it's too late to think about it.

Because in this valley, it has begun to rain.

The first spring rain after Zhang Lang returned to China came quietly.

"Zhang Lang, you ...... just now"